Chapter 4

The car door was yanked open. Arturo's face twisted in disgust as he grabbed my arm and yelled, "I called you a million times and sent so many messages. Did you just ignore me? Are you dead or what?"

My body collapsed to the ground, limp as a puppet whose strings had been cut.

My arms and legs splayed out, lifeless, as I lay there with an ashen face, no trace of color left.

Arturo's eyes widened in shock, and he just stood there, stunned, before it finally hit him how serious things were.

He was shaking as he took…